House of Fear

The sun was long past the horizon when Anna reached the edge of the forest. The wind was chilly, and a similar chill raged in her soul. Dark shadows of her past haunted her. The thicket of trees swallowed the light ominously, and the path soon disappeared from sight. Stumbling, wearily, she advanced, when suddenly she caught sight of a strange light. An old ruined house stood before her, a faint yellowish light filtering from its window. The air around the house was frozen, as if time itself was terrified of entering.

Anna approached cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. The door of the house creaked open before her, as if welcoming her in. She stepped inside, and the door closed abruptly behind her. The silence was heavy; all she could hear was her own breathing. A fire flickered in the fireplace in the middle of the living room, but it gave no warmth. The inside of the house was also run-down, its walls damp as if no one had been here for centuries. The shadows moved strangely in the corners... A long, dark corridor opened out in the middle, with a door ajar at the end. She went to look. There was a whisper, which grew louder and louder... and the words slowly became clear: “Help us,” it whispered. Anna knew she was not alone... What could have happened to Anna? Find out before something tragic happens...